It isn’t illusions—for us. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. CHAPTER I.
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